Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1132 228. When discussing loyalty, don't call me Laike, call me His Royal Highness

On the Naglfar, First Mate Longsefiel has been trying to calm Bo Laike down. She has tried "everything" but to no avail. After all, the naga have indeed behaved rudely.

Even this is under the condition that Bu Laike insists repeatedly not to disturb them actively.

The stinky pirates have tolerated to such an extent, but Naga still took the initiative to provoke. For any person of status, who can bear such a useless mouth?

"Send a message to Little Xingxing."

On the deck of the Naglfar, which was slowly approaching the shore, wrapped in the mist of ocean pollution, the pirate who was still angry was arranging his Luna armor, and said to Sefiel who changed his clothes behind him:

"Let her summon and release all her sub-dragons, and then transfer some dragonmen from the local blue dragons to cooperate with us in attacking the ruins of Azshara from the ground.

Let her new follower, Melinsera, contact the Silver Wing Sentinels stationed at the junction of Azshara Peninsula and Ashenvale Forest. Don't they always want to attack the naga entrenched on the border of Azshara?

Now is your chance.

After I pass by, you activate the Tidal Stone on the boat to seal off the Sea of ​​Storms, and I won't allow any soft-skinned snake to leave here alive!

I dared to launch an attack even when I took the initiative to retreat. I couldn't imagine what they could do in the future!

Must be taught a lesson. "

"Bomburba brought its murlocs to bring your wine back from the sea"

Seifel covered her face with a headache, she whispered persuasion:

"Although a few barrels were lost, most of them are still there. There is no need to get this far, right? You also said that the Naga have operated here for thousands of years, and they have an advantage in this ruined land.

This is still the old capital of the Elf Empire, and it is impossible for the Naga to give up on their own initiative. "

"Isn't that better?"

Bu Laike put on the owl helmet, stretched his neck and said:

"I just hope that they stick to the ruins. It may be a bit troublesome to kill them in the deep sea, but as long as they land on the shore, they are just like a group of sad landlubbers.

Besides, what is this group of soft-skinned snakes trying to contain the Bloodsail pirates on a large scale during this period of time?

Occupying the deep sea is not enough, is this planning to intervene in the affairs of the sea? "

"Ha, I knew it."

Hearing this, Seifel raised his head abruptly, blinked and said:

"You're definitely not going to be so crazy for a few barrels of wine. I guess you have long wanted to teach the naga of Azshara a lesson, but there is no reason?"

"Not all."

Laike glanced over the side of the ship, where the croaking murloc pirates were using fishing nets to bring wine barrels they found on the bottom of the sea to the deck.

I don't know whether the murlocs were lucky or the naga did too many bad things locally. When the little murlocs were searching for Bu Laike's wine on the seabed, they accidentally found another sunken elf merchant ship.

A good deal of Moonshine wine was found in that cabin, and it's a real vintage.

The result is that Bo Laike not only did not lose a few barrels of Winter Spring, but also has a lot more wine collections that can be put in the wine cabinet. But this unexpected good luck is not enough to appease the "anger" of the stinky pirates.

"In my plan, the end of the South China Sea route will soon be extended from Briartooth City to this sea of ​​storms. I even made an agreement with the elves to build a trading station on the coast of Azshara."

Bu Laike drew out the wolf's blade and twirled the halberd in his hand. He said to his first mate:

"If this group of soft-skinned snakes who don't do good things continue to entrenched here as the toubob, who would dare to come here to do sea trade with confidence? Although there will be tauren here in the future, Kane and his clan After all, people are not good at naval warfare.

The naga took the initiative to provoke, so I will give them a head-on blow, kill their influence here, and dedicate all the bloodsail pirate cultists hiding here to the void.

Of course, the benefits don't stop there. "

The smelly pirate blew a whistle, summoned his big horse mount to the side of the ship, and turned back to Safiel and said:

"We need help from the local sea titans, Azshara's sea titans are notoriously brutal and xenophobic, but they have been fighting the naga for control of Azshara's coast.

So when we killed Naga, we were actually gaining the favor of the local sea titan. By the way, we used this method of fighting against 'foreign enemies' to show our loyalty to His Majesty the tide hunter who no longer trusts me so much.

You see, this is a good thing that kills four birds with one stone.

Why not? "

The pirate jumped off the deck and landed right on the dorsal saddle of the great silver horse.

The croaking little murloc also swam over with its elemental dung fork, two salted fish hammers on his waist, and jumped into the seahorse Poseidon's horse pocket smoothly.

Bu Laike waved to Safiel, who was staying on the ship, and then drove the big horse to disappear into the mist on the sea surface. The first mate watched the captain leave, and she had no psychological pressure after knowing the pirate plan.

Soon the ghost ship left the coast and headed for the open sea amidst the cheerful pirate singing of Miss Chuanling.

Ten minutes later, Bu Laike, a stinky pirate who had just set foot on the coast of Azshara, was walking on the ivory white sandy beach, looking towards the bay not far away.

The shield maidens have already shed lightning storms there, and the demons summoned by Thakir have set off evil fires in the ruins, and the frontal attack on the ruins of Azshara has begun.

Even better, the Bloodsail pirates who were taken in by the naga also escaped from the bay where they were hiding.

More than a dozen large and small ships are struggling to cross the reverberating tide, trying to leave here before the war expands further.

But how could Bo Laike let them go?

"Go, take your murlocs and wait under the sea."

The stinky pirate said to Benbo Erba, who was carrying a dung fork at his feet:

"As soon as a Bloodsail pirate jumps into the water, drown them all. I take no prisoners."

"quack"

The little murloc straightened his waist and gave a pirate military salute, turned around and rushed towards the sea washing the beach, while Laike moved his wrist to estimate the distance between himself and those pirate ships.

Ten seconds later, the burning void meteorite whizzed down from the sky, hitting the first ship of the Bloodsail Pirates head-on in an extremely precise fall.

Their fallen sages summoned tidal shields to withstand the meteor bombardment, but the void energy that unfolded afterwards stained the entire ship purple-black.

Flapping azure batwings in the burning black smoke, Bo Laike landed on the flagship of the Bloodsail Pirates, and the Stinky Pirates unleashed a gas blast on the ship that emptied the entire deck.

Amidst the elongated screams of those Bloodsail Pirates, they were thrown high into the sky, and then fell into the surrounding seawater while dancing like celestial maidens scattered flowers.

Guys who can be pirates should have good water skills.

But unfortunately, what they have to face next is not just the crisis of hypoxia and suffocation.

No one tried to stop the ship to rescue the two attacked ships, but in the coral waters in front of the fleeing pirate ships, when Gazrella, the holy beast of the undead pirates, poked out his huge three heads out of the sea, Even the most die-hard Bloodsails felt hopeless.

The other party came prepared!

They're done.

"cough cough cough"

Amid the sound of violent coughing, a tall and thin Bloodsail commander rushed out of the burning cabin with a waist knife in his hand, and he was guarded by two twisted fallen faceless men.

The blade in his hand was stained with blood, must have sacrificed his crew just now to summon the fallen void to protect him.

But unfortunately, as soon as this guy rushed to the deck, he saw Bu Laike Shaw standing in the tumbling flames in front of him, holding his female pirate chief mate and lifting him up.

Amidst the chilling sound of a spinal fracture, the poor female pirate's body twitched and stopped struggling.

"Snapped"

The body of the cultist who believed in the Corruptor was thrown into the scorching firelight behind him, and Bo Laike, wearing an owl mask, turned his head and looked at the tall, thin young man with a face full of despair.

He said:

"You and Farrewell really look alike. You should be his son, right? Have you heard the news that your sister Jesse Farrewell has died? I killed her with my own hands.

Just like I want to kill you with my own hands now.

Poor Farrewell's got another funeral, but I don't think he's sad. After all, when he betrayed the Proudmoore family, he should be prepared for cruel revenge.

The sea is huge.

But it cannot tolerate betrayal! "

Bu Laike reached out and took off his head, and shook his long golden hair on the blazing deck. He looked at the young man who was holding the sailor knife tightly in front of him.

He pointed to the deck in front of him and said:

"Do you still recognize me? Do you still recognize the prince you should be loyal to all your life?

If you still have a shred of shame, come here and kneel down! I will pardon your infidelity with my blood, the last mercy the Farrevels can expect from Proudmoore. "

"You gave up the Proudmoore name a long time ago, and you are a disgraced pirate now, just like me."

Young Lord Farrewell raised his knife and cursed at Bo Laike:

"If you talk about betrayal, you are the one who betrayed your family first! What qualifications do you have to judge me? Bu Laike Shaw, do you still expect to return to your family?

Sober up.

No one will accept a lowly pirate as king, and Daelin must either do his king's duty and kill you to protect Proudmoore's honor, or he will join you and lose his throne forever.

When you choose to become a pirate, you personally drag your family into the abyss.

You are already crazy.

You are more thorough than us!

At least we still have an evil god we can believe in, so what are you left with? "

"That's a good question, and that's how I'll answer you."

Bu Laike held it lightly, and the white sword Sharator, which roared through the flames, obediently fell into his hand. The pirate waved it lightly, and the wind of the sword instantly extinguished the flames on the entire deck.

Holding his sword, he walked towards Farrewell's traitor son in front of him.

Every step brought shadows behind him rolling over the deck in the sun, as night fell behind him, dispelling all light.

He said:

"I still have my fleet, I still have my name, I still have my power, I still have my cause and my resolve.

I'm no longer a prince, but beyond the label of traitor and pirate, I have many, many good things that a mouse like you can't imagine.

I guess you've been wondering why I made such a crazy decision after returning from the dead.

The answer is very simple.

As a prince and future king, I cannot kill unrestrainedly like I am now. I gave up the rules that would bind me, in exchange for a free life.

Well, the freedom I want is not the cheap rhetoric you use to avoid responsibility,

I can do things as I like, without having to think about other people's evaluation and constraints on me.

You bastards think that evil is powerful, but you are just pathetic people who rely on the leftovers from the pity of the good people in this world. You think they should all be afraid of your shamelessness and madness.

But I am different. "

"Aww"

Two Faceless Men from the Abyss roared at Bo Laike, and the terror that mortals fear radiated a chaotic psychic rush to stop the pirates.

But their evil projections couldn't make waves in the pirate's spiritual world. Instead, it was the void breath lingering around Bu Laike that made the Faceless Ones slow down when they approached.

The buzzing white sword cut left and right as the pirate's wrist rotated, pulling out gorgeous sword lights interlaced.

The evil guard summoned by sacrificing more than 20 Bloodsail pirates could not even stop Braike's death footsteps for a moment, and was sliced ​​into dirty meat rolling all over the ground under the sharp neighing of Sharator Piece.

The stinking blood was sprayed everywhere.

They dripped to the deck with a sizzling rot, and their void power was unleashed on the otherwise fine ship, soaking it in a frenzied dark breath.

This ship is no longer available.

it's a pity.

"boom"

Commander Bloodsail swung his sword in desperation, but at the first contact of the weapon, his blade was severed in the middle by Sharator, and even the hateful eyes burst out after the blade slashed. blood.

Howling in pain, he fell to his knees covering his cut eyes, and Bo Laike's blade was at the guy's neck at this moment.

Judging from his gestures alone, it really seemed that he was begging for his forgiveness as the pirates said.

"The ignorant call you and me a pirate and a villain, but you should know that I am not like you."

Bu Laike said softly:

"They call you evil because you're really steeped in evil, but they call me evil because they can't think of a darker word for me.

Stop howling.

After you die, I will send your head back to your father, just like I sent your sister's head to the Echo Isles. The family should be tidy at the last moment.

I will not go to your father myself.

I think the horror I brought him has filled his miserable heart.

He has been immersed in my shadow in fear all day long, imagining suspiciously. On a certain night, I came to his bedside with punishment.

But I won't do that.

It would be so boring to do that.

I will let him be defeated by his own fear, sink into the abyss of despair, and finally turn himself into a sad monster. There will be many righteous people scrambling to take his head away to prove himself.

I ask you.

Do you know why the Kul Tiran Navy loves to hang pirates in public? "

No one answered Bo Laike's words.

The young man who had collapsed into mud before his eyes had been crushed by the fear of death.

Even if he claims that the Corruptor protects his heart, not even the evil Old Gods can instill courage in a cowardly soul.

He covered his blind eyes, blood was all over his fingers, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Well, that is a painful punishment, but also a kind warning."

Bu Laike raised the sharp knife in his hand, like the last farewell of the executioner before execution, he said to the young man who went astray:

"When the corpses of the pirates swayed in the wind, and when they swallowed their last breath in pain, the people watching the hanging would know that being hanged with ropes lost the meaning of existence amidst the sound of spit.

This is the price for doing bad things!

That cruel ritual was meant to draw people to good.

The Fall of the Bloodsail Pirates can do the same.

When the heads of the three of you, father and son, are hung in front of the gate of Proudmoore Fortress, the Ashvane family who also chose the wrong monarch and are about to move will know.

Loyal obedience is the best reward.

Dai Lin is really a weak ruler, he needs me to wipe his ass for everything.

Phew, pathetic fellow. "

(end of this chapter)